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The corpse was what turned him from a little zombie into a drought man.

What is this place?Standing up and looking at the temple, Zhang Qiling looked around at the few wordless inscriptions in the corner, and always felt that someone in the dark seemed to be urging him to destroy them.Walking slowly to one of the inscriptions, Zhang Qiling was a little surprised that he could walk so naturally now.It is no longer stiff and distorted before, but a naturalness that is no different from ordinary people.

Stretching out the hand that also seemed to have recovered all its functions, Zhang Qiling quietly looked at the fingertips that were still covered in blood, and subconsciously put the fingers into his mouth.

The taste of this blood is so sweet.

Is it the corpse that I was holding just now, and who is he?It seems that he was swallowed alive by himself, but why is there such a happy expression on that face.

But before that, had he ever eaten a living person?Thinking of something suddenly, Zhang Qiling's attention shifted from the stele to the corpse again.Bending down to pick up the forever frozen smiling face, I obviously don't remember who he is, but why do I feel so familiar?Carefully describing the blood-stained face, Zhang Qiling felt an indescribable sourness in his heart.

"Remember to find me—"

The sudden sound in his mind caused Zhang Qiling to let go of his hand subconsciously. Seeing that the head was about to fall violently to the ground, the hand that had already bent down earlier, this almost instinctive movement was more powerful than That voice even surprised Zhang Qiling.

The body actually wanted to protect the head.

The urging in the dark seemed to become more urgent, Zhang Qiling turned around and looked at the stele in a daze, and walked over with the head in his arms.

"Remember to find me—"

It seemed that the head in his arms was talking, Zhang Qiling lowered his head in surprise and saw that there was no abnormal face in his arms, and felt a little weird.Why does he keep finding him by himself?Did you know this person before?But, who has the guts to be friends with zombies?

Zhang Qiling, who was leaning on the stone tablet, temporarily put aside the inexplicable drive to destroy it, and just looked at the livid face in his arms without saying a word.

Do I know you?Why do you want me to find you?Do you know who I am?I don't even know who I am—

No, I know.I am Zhang Qiling.

The ten fingers holding the head suddenly tightened, and Zhang Qiling gradually showed a puzzled expression on his expressionless face.Although he didn't know why or when he was given the name 'Zhang Qiling', he just knew that he was Zhang Qiling.

Staring blankly at the face that was still smiling at him, Zhang Qiling seemed to want to engrave his image into his heart.Want to find you?But you are dead now, where should I find you?

"Boom--pa--" The lightning strike without warning was like a huge ax slamming down, Zhang Qiling let out a low cry and fell to the ground, half of the arm hit by the lightning was completely unconscious.And without giving Zhang Qiling a chance to breathe, thunder and lightning fell one after another in an instant, and each time seemed to target Zhang Qiling.

The unconscious hand could no longer pick up the head that rolled away. Zhang Qiling saw that the stone tablet he was leaning on just now was cracked by lightning. He couldn't think about the reason why he was struck by lightning. Putting down that head for the time being, he ran towards the forest in a panic.

What Zhang Qiling didn't expect was that since then, he never returned to this place.

"It's this stone tablet."

Taking Heixiazi and Xie Yuhua to the northwest corner of the courtyard, Zhang Qiling looked at the crack that seemed to be deeper than it was a thousand years ago, and finally understood why the suppressed blue dragon could make trouble again.

"He wanted to use you who became Hanba to destroy these steles, but he didn't expect you to be attracted by the remaining soul of Xiaotian. Before destroying the steles, the catastrophe came first." The black blind man helped Putting on his sunglasses, he shook his head and said, "No wonder he blamed Xiao Tianzhen for all his faults."

"Then what should we do now, he has spent so much time to lure us here, it is impossible to think that we will help him pry open the stele?" Xie Yuhua wanted to reach out and touch the dilapidated Before touching the unbearable stele, he withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted.

"Master Hua?" He grabbed Xie Yuhua's hand and looked at it. The charred scars were obviously caused by Taoism.He took out a piece of talisman paper from his pocket and pasted it on Xie Yuhua's hand, and the black blind man recited the mantra silently to make the paper gradually melt into the scar. After a while, the scorched scar disappeared.

"These steles seem to be erected by experts, and the Taoism on them can't even be tolerated by me." It looks like an ordinary stele, but I didn't expect it to bring such great harm to myself who has practiced for thousands of years.Xie Yuhua frowned and looked at Zhang Qiling, "Is it true that only you who were Hanba at that time could destroy it?"

"Well, Master Hua," the black-blind man who was sizing up the stone tablet took two steps back embarrassingly, "If I remember correctly, I probably blessed the Taoism on these tablets— —”

"What?" Unexpectedly, things would develop in such a direction, Zhang Qiling and Jie Yuhua looked at the helpless black blind man in unison.

"It was also my first life at that time—" Scratching his head, the blind man finally found the very beginning in his thousand-year-old memory. "Actually, I didn't recognize what this place was at the beginning, because after all, it happened thousands of years ago. No matter how much I remember, I will still forget it. And I have indeed erected many such monuments, and there is no such thing at all. Think about it. Until Master Hua'er, the injury you just suffered on your hand, if it wasn't for the spell I set, I couldn't solve it for you. "

"I'll settle the score with you when I go back, what's the use if I think about it more carefully?" Xie Yuhua glared at the embarrassed black blind man, and slowly let go of her hanging heart.If this stele was erected by a black blind man, there must be a way to suppress the dragon below again.

"That year was a time of peace and prosperity. The emperor dreamed that a crouching dragon appeared in this area. He was afraid that he would rob him of the emperor's throne. So he summoned capable people and strangers at that time to come here to help him. After finding out that this place is indeed a dragon vein, The emperor asked us to work together to erect a stele on the head of the dragon to suppress its power. After the stele was erected, I went to the foot of the dragon to build the Huilong Hall at the foot of the mountain, so as to prevent the crouching dragon from traveling south and kill him. I'm completely stuck here." Heixiazi sighed after finishing speaking, "When I left, there was only a stone tablet here, but I didn't expect to build a temple on it later to cover it up. So I didn't recognize it at all at first."

"I don't blame you." Said lightly, Zhang Qiling also thought the same as Xie Yuhua. "Now can you trap it again?"

"The stele has been damaged, that's why the crouching dragon has gradually accumulated strength. If you want to seal it again, it may not be that simple." The blind man said with some difficulty.

"Why? Didn't you all succeed at that time?" Xie Yuhua didn't understand why things that could be done thousands of years ago could not be solved now.

"Because at that time, Wolong used all his vigor and spirit to conceive." He explained with some difficulty, and the blind man didn't know what to say, "It's like an exhausted mother , so we were able to easily seal him back then."

"Growing—"

"Yeah, otherwise, why would there be such a saying as the real dragon emperor? Although the dragon did not give birth to himself, he wanted to gather all the essence and aura into a suitable woman at that time, and then the child born by this woman was the so-called The Son of Heaven." Hei Xiazi explained, "A dragon can only give birth to one Son of Heaven in a lifetime, and they will choose a place they are most satisfied with after wandering around the world, and the Son of Heaven that this Crouching Dragon gave birth to at that time—"

Zhang Qiling stared at the cracked inscription, never expecting that fate would link several people together in such a dramatic way.Looking up at the blind man facing him, Zhang Qiling finished what he was about to say.

"It's Wu Xie."

In the suffocating darkness, almost the second after the fire went out, the same voice as Wu Xie rang in Wu Xie's head again.

"Seeing myself dying tragically, you can still love Zhang Qiling so much, I really underestimate you."

Clenching his fists tightly, Wu Xie tried hard to get the voice out of his brain.

"Do you think I'm just in your head?" The uncontrollably opened and closed lips made a real voice, Wu Xie clenched his fists tightly, listening to what he said was not what he wanted to say at all if. "It won't be long before your consciousness will completely disappear here. At that time, your body will be mine."

"Brother won't let you succeed." As if talking to himself, Wu Xie absolutely believed that Zhang Qiling would not give up easily.

"Do you think he is omnipotent? If he is still Zhang Qiling, maybe it is possible, but now he is at best a powerful ordinary person, why should he fight with me? Besides, Wu Xie, you haven't thought that I am What? If you know what my real body is, can you still believe that Zhang Qiling can save you?"

"What are you? Why do you say you gave me life?" Wu Xie subconsciously took a step forward as if he could finally get the answer to the question that puzzled him. "I've obviously seen you too, why do you insist on using my body to speak?